The other day, Nathan was sorting the beans for me. He is far mor particular than I , tossing any mis-colored, or even wrinkled bean. I've always wondered what was the basis for his selection process. Well, apparently his standards have risen again, because now he has added to the discard pile any split bean halves. When I questioned him as to what was wrong with them, he said," They taste like rotten fish and rotten crocodiles!"
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